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Random Poem:

Forbidden Love
Lisa

Buzzing about with my glass of champagne,
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I see him catch my glance from across the room
 2
and at once I am frozen like a still life portrait
 3
My brain is swimming with surreal dizziness-
 4
His intensity is absolutely intoxicating
 5
 
 
All my life I’ve waited to feel this way
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and at this moment, I realize the answer
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has been standing in front of me the whole time
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He’s staring arrogantly at me with pure desire
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in his mirrored deep blue-green eyes
 10
 
 
Drunk off of four glasses already, I wink
 11
and throw him a secret smile as I glide away
 12
to the opposite direction of the gallery
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I can’t think straight right now-
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At this moment I am lost in my fascination
 15
 
 
“One more drink and I can’t trust myself”, I mutter
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as I slide awkwardly towards the crowded bar
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I can feel his presence coming closer
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and my knees instantly go weak-
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It seems like he's always had this effect on me
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As I glance at my ring on my left hand,
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I am reminded of why I must not give in
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Commitment is something I have always relied on
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and yet temptation is leading me astray-
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Focusing on his stare has become an obsession
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As I fumble for my keys, and try to think coherently
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for a great escape route, I see that this night is not over
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and my passion could win this inner battle if I let him
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pull me towards that darkened corner of the room-
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Our first kiss, I tell myself, indeed must be our last
 30
 
 
My stomach sinks, as if to say this is wrong
 31
but the rush of the evening and his eyes overcome me
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His touch is electric, his stare penetrating; he consumes me
 33
This is something I have never felt before-
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But more over, nothing I can let myself feel again
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